If I'm cheery and bright, will it erase all the sorrow I won't worry I might figure it out tomorrow Change is always a tie, when compared to my existence And always seeing both sides, can make you resistant I wanna thrive, but what will I leave behind I wanna thrive, but what will I leave behind Drive me to the north bank, on the shores of the Atlantic So my mind is covered in sea, like the bow of the Titanic Dark waves crash under the moon, I try to ride them like a habit And small stars all shimmering blue, they spark and fade black when I panic Spectacular, my mind still spins with the earth Spectacular, my mind still spins with the earth I wanna thrive, but what will I leave behind I wanna thrive, but what will I leave behind I wanna thrive, but what will I leave behind I wanna thrive, but what will I leave behind, behind

For you it's hard to grasp A friend is just a task And the stories I will pass To hold your interest Put your problems last I've tried to suggest I've tried to suggest If one more year is all you'd ask, they wouldn't shoot you down so fast So find your cause, and hold on tight, scars don't give up without a fight If one more year is all you'd ask, they wouldn't shoot you down so fast, so find your cause And find your cause This is a project

Stretch your arm around to the left I wanna feel your hand on the back of my neck I'm tired of trying to be myself I wanna be someone else with somebody who melts My worries away like clouds That turn into giant drops On your cold windshield in late October When the foxes run across the road And hide from your headlights Outside your neighbors house In the middle of the night When your neighbor's on the phone With his wife because she's landed In an airport far away In a city they've abandoned But her mother's still there in a small Apartment by herself Because her husband's golden ashes Lay protected on a shelf Next to all of her wine glasses And she'll never move now Sometimes she doesn't know why Cause it kinda creeps her out It kinda makes her wanna cry But that is what she did Cause that is what she knew Sometimes she hates how social practices Guide most of what we do They crawl in through our eyes and ears And settle in our hearts And make the fear of disapproval Pierce your soul like little darts And there's a few that catch the bullseye Through the hinges of your armor So you start to be more cautious And you try a little harder To forget the things that people say Ignore the way they look And forget all of the movies And the music and the books And take your mind and your soul Back to a time when you were young When all you did all day was think about The best way to have fun And dream about a time when you could say That you were 21 And how you thought life would be settled How you'd know just what to do But when you finally faced the future You found out it wasn't true You thought you could control life But it's still controlling you The pit of knowledge just grows deeper When you learn something new And those tiny little darts Still poke tiny holes But I think deep down There's something changing in our souls Like how it gets a little easier To ask for someone's help And to put faith in those you love And to put more faith in yourself And how at least our golden ashes Aren't on a [] shelf So here's one to your growing soul And here's one to your health And here's one to the ashes Of the ones that you knew well And here's one to the bastards Whose poor souls will rot in hell And that may sound harsh But that's the chance that I just took Beside I read it one time In a real important book But when the screen is empty And the pages are all blank And the speakers are all silent And the beer has all been drank The things that you have left Are much more yours Than they are other's But they're still not really yours Or your father's, or your mother's Because everything is changing Every second all the time But still I take the things around me And pretend that they are mine These are not my letters And this will never be my paper And all these silly words Are just drops of water vapor That condense on your cold windshield On a night it late October And when the foxes catch your headlights You'll try not to run them over